Disclaimer: Grimm is owned by NBC.

A/N: This was inspired by the Wedding Wishes video on YouTube.

A/N 2: I am using some of the Wesen baddies seen in the series but not in the same timeline as the show portrays. I hope no one minds. I know it been a really long time since I updated but I started watching Grimm again and got inspired to work on it some more.

As soon as they walked out of the building, a young man ran up to Wu.

"Sergeant," he said, urgently. "Sergeant, you better come quick. The Captain is looking for you and he's pissed. He sent me to get you."

"I'm sure he did," Drew responded, drawing his weapon.

"Sarge!" Tony took a step back holding his hands up. "What're you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Wu shot back. "Do you think I'm stupid? You expect me to believe that Renard sent you to bring me in when you aren't working? Who are you with?"

"Sergeant, listen, you don't know what's going on," Tony sputtered. "You don't know what she is or what she's doing."

"I know everything I need to know," Wu replied. "Get on the ground."

"You told him!" Newman turned on Candy. "You shouldn't have done that. You stupid.., das Miststruck! They'll kill him for sure now!" He woged and jumped at her, knocking her to the ground, falling beside her, dead from a gunshot wound to the chest.

Candy looked up at Drew. He couldn't have fired the shot.

"I didn't...," he said, turning his aim to the direction the shot would have had to come from.

Candy scrambled to her feet. She woged and looked around. "They're everywhere. I smell them."

"Run." Drew grabbed her hand and ran towards his vehicle as the street wesen seemed to surround them, blocking their path. Drew raised his gun again as did Candy but she knew they weren't going to make it out of this. There were just too many.

"Sir?" Franco knocked on Renard's door.

"Yes, Sergeant?" he replied.

"We just got a 911 call. Shots fired at 121 Henry Street," he reported. "Normally, I'd wait for the patrol unit to report in, but that's Wu's apartment building and he didn't answer his phone when I tried to call him to see if he heard anything. I was thinking, maybe I should join the patrol unit on this one?"

"Yeah, I think we all should," Renard replied, motioning to Nick and Hank as well.

Candy awoke in the back of a van in darkness, her head throbbing.

"Drew?" she cried out. "Drew!"

"Was that his name? He put up quite a fight. I admire that but he won't be fighting anymore." Came a cold reply from the darkness before a cloth covered her mouth and she slipped from consciousness again. The next time she came to, she was being dragged through a warehouse. She hissed as she was roughly thrown in a cell of some sort, but she didn't try to get up as one of the men grabbed her handcuffs and jerked her over to the bars, quickly fastening them around the bars since she wasn't shackled. After Monroe's escape attempt, they were taking any chances with her.

"Candy?" Monroe said with disbelief when then men had left the cell.

"Monroe?" She reached through the bars and grasped his hands. "You're alive!"

"Rosalee?" he responded. "Do you know...?"

"She's okay. She's in protective custody. She's at Nick's," she replied.

"How did they get you?" He asked.

"We were headed over there and they ambushed us," she cried.

"We?" he asked. "Where is..,"

"I think they killed him," Candy interrupted, tears spilling over as the memories of what had happened crashed back into her mind. "A Dickfellig hit him. He fell..., I don't..., they said...," She couldn't even wipe the tears away.

"Hey, it'll be okay," Monroe said. "I wouldn't believe anything they said."

"Yeah," she replied but her voice was flat and defeated.

"Hey! Stop talking to her!" The young boy watching them yelled. Then he turned to Candy. "If you talk to him again, Fuchsbau, I'll cut your tongue out."

"You're really tough to a scared woman," Monroe taunted him. "Take these chains off and we'll see how tough you really are." He shook his chains.

"Shut up," Jonah snarled before putting his headphones on and ignoring them again.

Monroe squeezed Candy's hand. "Wu survived an Aswang..., And Adalind. There's nothing these guys can throw at him that could match that crazy bitch."

Candy laughed despite herself. "Thanks, Monroe." She squeezed his hand in return then tried to pull away. "But don't let them see you being kind to me. That will only make it worse for you."

"No. What would make it worse for me is for me to let them rob me of my humanity," he replied. "I'll be kind to whoever I want. Damn them."

"Damn them."

The scene outside Wu's apartment was gruesome. There were at least seven dead Wesenrien members.

"What happened here?" Franco asked, drawing his gun and looking around.

"Looks like they didn't know who they were messing with," Hank replied. "I always knew Wu was a good shot but damn." He looked at the scene, stopping to check the pulse of one person. "He's gone," he reported standing back up.

"I didn't put him in charge of SERT because of his wit," Renard replied.

"Remind me to never have the SERT team called on me," Nick said, bending down to get a better look at one of the bodies.

"Captain!" Franco ran over to Wu's body lying face down on the street. He turned him over and felt for a pulse.

The other three men joined him by Wu's side. Hank calling for an ambulance while Nick looked for bullet wounds.

"Is he...,?" Renard asked, kneeling down beside him.

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